March 15, 2011 – Song 131b

So the cornhole finally watched Eat Pray Love.

And the Circle took the Square.

Of course. Song 131b.

The very first song in the movie was Dreams by Fleetwood Mac.

So of course, now I have to read the book.

But I figure I should probably finish Patton Oswalt’s first.


When I wrote the intro to my blog I included this conversation. I typed it by recording it into GarageBand and playing it over and over so I would get it right. I hunt and peck. It took forever. I guess the reason that it made so much sense to include that day was because it made me laugh out loud. That means something. And also it was true. They weren’t making fun of her, they were laughing about how good writing comes from ruin. It’s a way out of ruin. Without the ruin, well that’s just a pile of rocks.

Patton Oswalt called into The Best Show on WFMU on January 11th 2011. Here is part of the conversation he had with the host Tom Scharpling.

Patton: “Well like I always wonder about that woman, I think her name is Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love? And she went on this amazing adventure and really kinda got her life together and then at the end of the book it’s like I’m balanced and I have figured it out. And there we go. And then, but then the book is massive and she has to write a sequel. And the sequel is like, yeah well I’m still married and I got married and now I’m happy. Sorry. Now I’m not, I kinda, that book worked my life out for me. So, here’s about me being rich and happy.”

Tom: “Yeah. Like trying to find some angle on it that makes it like not completely repulsive to everybody. Well I’ve kinda got everything now.”

Patton: “Yeah you realize like one of the things that is a good memoir is a lot of chaos and you can only have so much chaos in your life until you just go completely crazy. So there has to be that balance between. Uhh, I guess I’m done writing books.”

Tom: “Yeah exactly. Either there is no more chaos to write about or there is so much chaos you might not be writing a book you might be fending off chaos too much of the time.”

Patton: “Yeah. You might be dead at some point.”


I remember the exact second I was listening to this. All I could think about was this woman, Elizabeth, if it worked for her than why not me? It seemed cheesy and also seemed like the only choice. I could just go to there. One day at a time right?

In the movie Elizabeth is asked for one word to describe herself.

She says “writer”.

Her friend says “No. That’s just what you do. You’re a woman in search of a word.”


Some part of me didn’t want to write a second post for today. It seemed cheesy.

But, I figured…you never know what might happen tomorrow.

“In the end I have come to believe in something I call the Physics of the Quest. A force in nature governed by laws as real as the laws of gravity. The rule of Quest Physics goes something like this. If you’re brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting, which can be anything, from your house to bitter old resentments and set out on a truth seeking journey either externally or internally. And if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue. And if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher. And if you are prepared, most of all, to face and forgive some very difficult realities about yourself. Then the truth will not be withheld from you. I can’t help but believe it given my experience.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

I copied that by stoping and starting the DVD. It took 15 minutes.

Cheesy? Maybe so.

But there’s at least one thing that is true.

I have gotten much better at typing.

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